I Dwell in the Depths

I dwell in the depths of the perpetrator's minds,
sympathy in agony from the world unkind.
Fellowship is found in isolated dreams
stemming from their deeds and their victims screams.
No misunderstanding of their thoughts and motives here
what you've seen, what you've heard, is what you want to fear.

You've read their tales with glee, enjoyed malicious deeds,
yet you damn these monsters, society's curs,
afraid to admit that, hidden within, thoughts mislead
you from your envy of these murderers.